I haven't read those stories above, but I did post a story of my own up today. It was supposed to be a Twitter exclusive sample from Volume II, but fuck it, yous guyz can have a look. It's only four nicely spaced pages.

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I haven't read those stories above, but I did post a story of my own up today. It was supposed to be a Twitter exclusive sample from Volume II, but fuck it, yous guyz can have a look. It's only four nicely spaced pages.

"Then it looks like the Black Squadron has won.", mused Star Man. "And how does that old man fit into all of this?"

"Any way I choose to, young man.", said a voice.

They whirled to see the old man behind them.

"You have taken the name of Anglo-Force. A noble name, dragged through the dirt by the government you now serve. The esteemed Mr. Harkes was a mere parliamentary under secretary forty years ago when he signed the order disbanding us." "What do you mean, us?", asked Chameleon. "I've studied the old files, you don't look like any of the old members. Beastmaster is on Skull Island, studying the giant apes there. Stingray is now running an electronics firm and the Highlander and Dr. Magus have not been seen for years!"

At the mention of the last name, the old man smiled.

"I've no time to mess around.", snarled Solo. "Who are you?"

"I will put it this way, young man. You all received notes recently initialled P.M., but the Prime Minister is not the only thing P.M. Stands for."

Chameleon's jaw dropped. "Phineas Magus?", he cried.

The old man bowed low, and then straightened up. The old suit was gone, replaced by the elegant black tailcoat of the master wizard. In his hand he held the cavourite topped cane which was the source of his power.

"How do we know you are who you say you are?", asked Solo, still suspicious. "Paul, how can you?", asked Chameleon.

"The emergency services will deal with things here.", said Magus. "I must depart as I have other things to attend to."